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Wang Shi's body staggered out of the open tiled wall. He turned around and looked behind him with an unwilling expression on his face.

In the end, his gaze reluctantly landed on the buddhist wall as he was still simmering. After a moment of hesitation, Wang Shi gritted his teeth and stomped his foot, his fat body rushing out.

It was impossible for Wang Shishi to escape with that pot of food. If he couldn't eat anything, the others shouldn't even think about eating anything. After all, this place was soon going to be a wasteland.

Roar ~ ~ Roar ~ ~ A white figure carried the unconscious sea of trees and quickly rushed out.

Without any hesitation, he jumped up the stairs and rushed into Erdogan's room. He grabbed the unconscious figure on the bed with one hand and grabbed the figure on the window with the other. The villa began to shake.

"There's more."

"Roar, roar."

As if he didn't notice the sharp teeth that were rushing toward him, he raised his hand and was about to say something, but before he could, his body suddenly fell freely to the ground.

He looked at the white figure rushing to the window on the third floor and sighed. What a fool.

Such a rich fragrance was almost ready to be boiled. If he wasted it, it would truly be a pity.

It was a waste of time and effort to cook the normal wall. In addition, those materials could not be gathered by ordinary families.

Especially for someone like Wang Shi, who paid particular attention to the pursuit of excellence, the raw materials he produced were even harder to find.

Even if he had searched them all up, he still wouldn't have been able to find anything like Wang Shi, who was skilled in cooking and had mastered the art of cooking.

Thus, without any hesitation, he rushed into the collapsed villa.

When they rushed over, they saw the ruins of the villa, as well as the three unconscious figures at the edge of the bamboo forest.

Er Duoduo sat on the floor, waving a wooden board in his hand. A large wine jar was placed on the fire in front of him, and a rich fragrance was continuously wafting out from it.

Xiao Meng Han? "Yun Shu?" Staring at the two figures she recognized, not caring what Erdorin was cooking, she lunged at him.

For a moment, Mo Xiaoxiao did not dare to confirm whether the both of them were alive or dead, but looking at Xiao Meng Han's naked body, her face turned slightly red. She took the long jacket that Leng Sha had given her and wrapped it around her waist, covering at least an important part of her body.

"Don't worry, they're fine, the woman took too many sleeping pills and needs to sleep for a while. As for Xiao Meng Han, he actually wants to snatch delicious food from me. I knocked him out and he woke up after a while."

"You knocked him out?" Silent Little Red stared at Erdorin.

Previously, he had looked extremely weak, as if he could be blown away by the wind. He was so weak that he seemed as if he could fly a crane to the west at any time.

However, he was in no mood to pay any attention to Erdogan. He walked over to Xiao Meng Han and took her pulse before confirming Erdorin's words, "Xiao Ran, it was indeed just a temporary coma. There is no danger for your life."

"What about them? "Who is this?" Mo Xiaoxiao looked at the half-human half-statue man lying beside Sima Yunshu. She felt that she resembled a sea of trees, but she couldn't confirm whether she was right or wrong.

Erdogan looked at him lazily. He didn't know either, but he was certain that he couldn't let Wang Shi clean this man up.

With that thing added to the wall, it was impossible for Erdogan to eat any more. Just thinking about it made him feel disgusted.

When she found Xiao Menghan, she lost her son. She walked up to Er Duoteng, picked up a stone and was about to throw it at the wine jar.

This time, Er Duoteng was not lazy. He quickly stood up and looked at Mo Xiaoxiao, calling her name, "Xiao Yan, it's delicious to talk about. If you have anything to talk about, we can talk about, but this is a rare item."

"Where is my son?"

"Son, swimming?" He didn't understand what Mo Xiaoxiao meant by that. However, seeing Mo Xiaoxiao walk forward with the stone in his hand as if he was about to smash it down, he immediately shouted, "Leave the pot under the stone. I know where to swim."

"Where?" He raised the stone without even pausing. She looked at Er Duoduo, her gaze not relaxing the slightest bit. Er Duoduo said in a low voice, "Put down the stone first."

"You first."

"Xiao Yan, you still don't believe me? What's cooked here is very important to my body. Haven't you noticed that I've eaten what's cooked by King's Stone?

"I know, that's why I know that you're not Cold Sand, but Erdonton." On the other hand, Jing Xiaoxiao did not intend to smash the wine jar to pieces.

However, if he really continued to hide it from her, she would smash more than just the wine pot.

Erdorten didn't know exactly where Shaw was, but he could find him. If he had just a moment, he would sit back down at the wine jar and continue fanning himself.

He could drag on as much as he wanted to. He wasn't willing to give up on the buddhist jump wall.

Cold Sand was useless at the side. He had done many things according to Er Duoteng's orders, but he was certain of one thing, that Xiao Menghan wouldn't wake up in a short time, and the things being cooked wouldn't be for an hour or two.

"It's a pity, the last few items were destroyed. Wang Shi was the same as well, he was a procrastination when it came to doing things." After Er Duoteng finished complaining, he looked towards Leng Sha and blinked his identical eyes. "Leng Sha, go and wake Xiao Meng Han. He probably has some good stuff in his hands to add into the mix."

"What good stuff?" Mo Xiaoxiao looked at Er Duoduo in confusion. She was not opposed to waking Xiao Menghan up, but seeing the confused expression on Leng Ning's face, she suspected that Er Duoduo was trying to stall for time.

Er Duoduo kicked a small rock at his side, which jumped up and ran towards Xiao Menghan, and finally hit his on the head.

He had never done such a thing to anyone before, and it was Xiao Meng Han, a very important person to Mo Xiao Ran. He said in embarrassment: "I am here to fan the flames, you have given him blood points before."

"Everything happens the first time. Don't worry, Xiao Meng Han can live longer than a cockroach."

"Fine." Leng Sha braced himself and stretched out his hands to grab Xiao Meng Han's head.

This isn't an ordinary grab, but a finger pressing on a certain acupoint, pushing through blood. It's actually a method of massaging the acupoints, waking up a person in a deep sleep or coma.

However, it was still a minuscule matter of stimulating the brain.

It was also an animal experiment. The sand had never been on a human being.

Seeing the beads of sweat on Leng Ning's forehead, he turned his head to ask Er Duoteng, "Is it dangerous?"

"No, don't worry. The first time was successful for a lot of times." Er Duoteng's sight finally moved away from the wine jar with difficulty and looked at Jing Xiaoxiao.